Thanks for bumping the idea back up, Vodka. I've been meaning to add some more of my own insight and personal anecdotes to the topic, but I kept putting it off.
One thing when you are alone for quite some time (a few hours, a day, the weekend or years) is you start to imagine the things you've been putting off (sleep, work, play, future plan, past ties, needs of 'right now') and you begin to forget what you left behind when you were "with company" and back in the social mixer that is common societal living.
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Originally Posted by Charlatan
A couple years ago I moved abroad and lived alone for a year. It was great. I had another fix of it this summer as my wife and kids were in Canada for two and a half months.
Sure, I missed them but I also enjoy my own company. Even when they are here, I enjoy going to movies by myself. Going out for dinner alone. It gives me time to think. To read.
What I don't really enjoy is cooking alone. When I cook, I cook for others and rarely myself.
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About the cooking part: I remember somewhere a statement by World's King that was the exact same philosophy as your parting line.
Me, though: While I do cook, and if I'm afforded the option to cook for others, I put my entire being and expertise into making it perfect, when I'm alone, I lax my cooking and just do it 'wholesome', simple, and at times, riddled with mistakes. When I cook alone, I do it to satisfy my idle mind, and then my hunger, solely. Rarely do I pay much attention to taste or presentation if I'm cooking for myself.
It's kooky. I serve the world on a platter for guests, but if I'm left to my own devices, I much rather prefer to prepare myself scraps, and enjoy.